Letters for Elysia. 5

Dear elysia,

I'm locked in my room with all the anguish, watching our mates have fun without us is a burden we're both forced to carry on a daily basis.

It's as if we were the only flowers in a garden surrounded by barbed wire and wooden stakes, preventing anyone from entering or even getting out of this hell, I wish and yearn for freedom every day.

I just saw them walking past my window, humming, having fun and laughing, I could be there, I could be brightening up the night of my coldest days... Promise me, promise me that we'll go out like this one day, OK? Remember that all is not lost the way we think it is.

Sincerely, Heart. (06.01.24) 00h51AM.